Man, it's been a crazy couple of weeks. I am still very appreciative of all those who still read my blog even after all my little tangents. Even I get sick of myself sometimes, so really, thank you for hanging on to that URL of mine.
With all the wedding plans and other things going on, I find myself in a conundrum. I received an email today from Google saying they would like to help me advertise myself. So here's the problem: should I focus on all that publishing stuff after I get married, or try to do it now? I think I've already made my decision, but I would love some feedback!!
I have another Controversy post coming, stay tuned!! :)
-Allison Susanne De Arton
Monday, June 30, 2014
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
A Little Bit of Allison: Feelings of Inadequacy
So, lately my life hasn't been the easiest. I've had all sorts of issues with work, stress, and (most of all) feelings of inadequacy. I can handle work and stress, but the worst thing is these thoughts of "I'm not good enough for Lucas" entering my head like they're welcome. Well, those thoughts are NOT welcome and I am not a fan of them.
Tonight Lucas and I discussed heavy matters like we sometimes do. I explained to him how I felt inadequate and unworthy of his time. He told me that some of his friends felt the same way. Now, if you know Lucas, you know he is too kind to tell me names. I guess I'll always be wondering which of his friends thinks he's marrying down. Anyway, Lucas said to me that he doesn't feel that way at all. In fact, he thinks he lucked out by getting me. He doesn't care one bit about my past, and he doesn't care about the details. He said he's happy that it got me to where I am, and he's more concerned with how my current issues are burdening me.
After this uplifting conversation, I sent Lucas home with a kiss like usual. As he drove away, this post came to mind. How many of us girls feel inadequate because of our pasts? How many of us humans feel like we deserve less than we really do? Well, I would hate to know the number of how many because I firmly believe that we ALL deserve the best. We all deserve to marry someone out of our league, and we ALL deserve the best for us.
To all those who think Lucas is marrying down: You're right in your own eyes, but to Lucas, you couldn't be more wrong. And quite frankly, Lucas has the only opinion I actually care about. So thank you for your concern, but no thanks on hearing more of it.
To all those who feel they fell short of the worthy line: You're wrong. You are a fantastic soul.
-Allison Susanne De Arton
Tonight Lucas and I discussed heavy matters like we sometimes do. I explained to him how I felt inadequate and unworthy of his time. He told me that some of his friends felt the same way. Now, if you know Lucas, you know he is too kind to tell me names. I guess I'll always be wondering which of his friends thinks he's marrying down. Anyway, Lucas said to me that he doesn't feel that way at all. In fact, he thinks he lucked out by getting me. He doesn't care one bit about my past, and he doesn't care about the details. He said he's happy that it got me to where I am, and he's more concerned with how my current issues are burdening me.
After this uplifting conversation, I sent Lucas home with a kiss like usual. As he drove away, this post came to mind. How many of us girls feel inadequate because of our pasts? How many of us humans feel like we deserve less than we really do? Well, I would hate to know the number of how many because I firmly believe that we ALL deserve the best. We all deserve to marry someone out of our league, and we ALL deserve the best for us.
To all those who think Lucas is marrying down: You're right in your own eyes, but to Lucas, you couldn't be more wrong. And quite frankly, Lucas has the only opinion I actually care about. So thank you for your concern, but no thanks on hearing more of it.
To all those who feel they fell short of the worthy line: You're wrong. You are a fantastic soul.
-Allison Susanne De Arton
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
And When It Got Harder...
So, I will now just post random entries from my pending book. Here we go.
"Allison was stuck between what she had been comfortable with and what she had to move on to. There had been so many times that Allison would burn bridges just to get away from the toxic people in that current situation. Allison was sick of this bad habit. She wanted something more, something different.
As Allison sat and pondered what she would do, she thought of a friend. Donal, to be exact, and how he had listened to her blow up the first time someone had made her mad. She laughed at the memory because Donald was trying not to laugh at her. She was so angry, and this was a side Donald had never seen in Allison before. Allison supposed that this particular situation was the first 'bonding' moment her and Donald had. The following months would prove that this 'bonding' was crucial.
Allison took a deep breath and gazed into the dancing stream. The water hurried around the stones like it was trying oh so quickly to reach a destination. For a moment, Allison almost wish she were one of the stones. Oh how lovely it would be to just be moved around instead of pushed along. Then something occurred to Ms. Allison. The stone was not simple at all, for it had been moved around for years.
"I suppose..." Allison thought, "...this stone used to be sharp. The edges must have been tattered and razor-like." Allison's brow furrowed as she moved closer to the stream, peering in at the one stone. "This stone has its own story, and I'll bet you it is not a simple one."
With satisfaction in her own mind, Allison sat up straight again to look at the clouds above. She wondered about the three toxic people who had forced her to leave the Garden. She came to the conclusion that they, like these stones, had their own stories. There was a reason the one gal had destroyed a home. There was a reason the other one would never leave the other's side. And lastly, there was not a simple reason that the three were always fighting for each other, even when they themselves were wrong.
Allison sighed as she realized she could not get out of her own head. Why did these conclusions and findings have to come when she was trying to leave the situation completely?
Allison arose and continued her walk. If she would have these epiphanies while sitting on a short break, who knows what ones were coming."
-Allison Susanne De Arton, from Allison Wonderland: Welcome to My Mystery
2014, all rights reserved
"Allison was stuck between what she had been comfortable with and what she had to move on to. There had been so many times that Allison would burn bridges just to get away from the toxic people in that current situation. Allison was sick of this bad habit. She wanted something more, something different.
As Allison sat and pondered what she would do, she thought of a friend. Donal, to be exact, and how he had listened to her blow up the first time someone had made her mad. She laughed at the memory because Donald was trying not to laugh at her. She was so angry, and this was a side Donald had never seen in Allison before. Allison supposed that this particular situation was the first 'bonding' moment her and Donald had. The following months would prove that this 'bonding' was crucial.
Allison took a deep breath and gazed into the dancing stream. The water hurried around the stones like it was trying oh so quickly to reach a destination. For a moment, Allison almost wish she were one of the stones. Oh how lovely it would be to just be moved around instead of pushed along. Then something occurred to Ms. Allison. The stone was not simple at all, for it had been moved around for years.
"I suppose..." Allison thought, "...this stone used to be sharp. The edges must have been tattered and razor-like." Allison's brow furrowed as she moved closer to the stream, peering in at the one stone. "This stone has its own story, and I'll bet you it is not a simple one."
With satisfaction in her own mind, Allison sat up straight again to look at the clouds above. She wondered about the three toxic people who had forced her to leave the Garden. She came to the conclusion that they, like these stones, had their own stories. There was a reason the one gal had destroyed a home. There was a reason the other one would never leave the other's side. And lastly, there was not a simple reason that the three were always fighting for each other, even when they themselves were wrong.
Allison sighed as she realized she could not get out of her own head. Why did these conclusions and findings have to come when she was trying to leave the situation completely?
Allison arose and continued her walk. If she would have these epiphanies while sitting on a short break, who knows what ones were coming."
-Allison Susanne De Arton, from Allison Wonderland: Welcome to My Mystery
2014, all rights reserved
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Controversy #2
Warning: This blog post contains sensitive subjects and topics that may be offensive to some people. I declare this as my own opinion and it does not reflect those of anyone else. In my twenty one years of living, these are some conclusions I have come to. Once again, it does not reflect any opinion of anyone else, including the religious group I belong to. If you find offense to what I say, be angry with me. No one else.
Time
Alright, let's learn how to make the best of 5 minutes. You wanna use my time to talk, wait 'til I'm off the clock. Work Allison, Play Allison--> two VERY different people.
Politics -
Ugh, I'm sick of this one. Let's call me the Liberal Latter Day Saint. Liberal=love. Latter Day Saint=perfect gospel given to imperfect humans. Let us not forget President Uchtdorf's saying: "We're not perfect, so give us a break when we mess up..." Something like that. So Politics-Mitt Romney. Knock it off with this crap of hating the Government. Come on.
Calling all Ladies:
Let us watch Mean Girls (2005) with Tina Fey. KNOCK IT OFF.
I rest my case.
Allison Susanne Wonderland, Welcome to My Mystery
COPYRIGHT pending, no copiers, all rights reserved, 2014
Time
Alright, let's learn how to make the best of 5 minutes. You wanna use my time to talk, wait 'til I'm off the clock. Work Allison, Play Allison--> two VERY different people.
Politics -
Ugh, I'm sick of this one. Let's call me the Liberal Latter Day Saint. Liberal=love. Latter Day Saint=perfect gospel given to imperfect humans. Let us not forget President Uchtdorf's saying: "We're not perfect, so give us a break when we mess up..." Something like that. So Politics-Mitt Romney. Knock it off with this crap of hating the Government. Come on.
Gossip
Calling all Ladies:
Let us watch Mean Girls (2005) with Tina Fey. KNOCK IT OFF.
I rest my case.
Allison Susanne Wonderland, Welcome to My Mystery
COPYRIGHT pending, no copiers, all rights reserved, 2014
A LOT of Allison: ...The Fox and The Bear, part 2
Alright alright. After being pestered by several work friends (OG, you know who you are ;) ), it's time for the proposal. Let's begin with a picture, so 1,000 words down.
The pics
Ok, so it began as a usual night. Dinner with the Dahl's (delicious steak fajitas) and then off to a hike at Cress Creek (15 minutes from his house). So, if you're LDS, you know that Tuesday=Mutual. Oh brother. Those darn kids were running around like someone sprayed them with catnip. Yeesh.
*SIDE NOTE: I picked up Ziggy earlier that day in Lucas's neighborhood. Baha. Two Rigby boys stole my heart. AND they're KEEPING it. Yikes ;)
It had just rained and the clouds are painting the sky with a beautiful artwork of etched silver and hot pink, leading to the sunset. The air was fresh. We enjoyed the dinner, and now were asked to take out the trash using the truck. I like a challenge, so I decided to try and figure out what "taking out the trash using the truck" meant. *Oh golly, I've been too busy being a "city" girl I forgot how to load a GIANT truck. yeesh, get it together, Allison.
Minutes passed and I was getting antsy.
If you know me, I'm pretty spoiled. When you take too much of MY time, I get annoyed. So, Bear, I was annoyed ;)
I gradually, yet forcefully decided to interrupt whatever conversation was being held. I caught the tail end of Luke's dad saying, "Just wait on the Facebook thing..."
What?
Then Bear, looking like he got caught, said, "Uh I couldn't...uh, find the keys."
What? You couldn't find the keys? You idiot, you keep them in the same spot to the left after you walk in. That's your excuse? YOU COULDN'T find the KEYSS??????
My thoughts went from: slightly annoyed-> annoyed -> moderately annoyed -> (to now, at this redheaded point of mine)..furious. Livid, whatever. You get my point.
Luke's dad said: Redheads are just blondes with high blood pressure. Yep.
We finally got up to Cress Creek. So we're hiking and there's all these little LDS youth group kids running around. Driving sitting next to Bear in the GIANT truck was all but frustrating. SO nice to regain my thoughts. (Is it weird that traffic soothes me? Thanks, Seattle.)
Then all these little Deacons and Priest, Laurels and Beehives and Mia Maids were running around like someone just told them to go wild. Oh wait. Someone did. Thanks youth group leaders. You know who you are.... ;)
So Bear starts asking all these questions:
"We can do this eternity thing, right?"
-Well yeah, duh.
"You mean like, forever, right?"
-Lucas, come on. Yes.
"So even if I come home upset over a professor or dumb HW assignment, you'll be there?"
-Lucas, I love you. I will stop dinner, put those darn kiddos in their room, sit you down and love on ya til you feel better.
Then came the heart wrenching moment:
"You'll still love me even if I don't propose yet?"
Heart: drop to the belly
Tears: Well up to the brim
Heart again: Shatter
Thought: He's not doing it tonight.
"Allison, I just want it to be the perfect moment.
*WARNING: SENSITIVE BLUNTNESS COMING*
-Lucas, the right time is when you decide to 'grow a pair' and do it. I don't want to wait around for the "perfect" time.
Ain't Nobody got time for that.
Back on track.
"Ok, let's go to the top this time."
*SIDE NOTE* the first time we did cress creek, I was wearing the wrong shoes and my tosies hurt :( so we could only go halfway.
It wrapped around one last time, and a random post catches my eye.
A post!! A little fence thing! Yeeep!
I skip to the post and hear the footsteps stop.
Heart: stops
Mind: what the...?
Eyes: Bear, what's wrong with Bear.
Action: look at Bear.
I turn and see the most nervous, about to barf, slight beads of sweat forming beneath the hairline form of Lucas Clark than I have ever seen outside of the OG.
*SIDE NOTE* Man, Lucas is hot. Whew.
I run to him and kiss his neck and mew, "Bear, Bear!! What's wrong, are you ok?!?!?"
With his hands raised to my shoulders, he claimed, "We can do this together right?"
Eyes: roll
Mind: YES for crying out loud
Heart: skips a beat
Then, with slow hesitance and slight caution, he slowly reaches into his pocket and fiddles with a little black box.
Arms: immediate rush to the gaping mouth
Heart: races
Mind: ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*234983759836246732
"Allison, will you marry me?"
-YES!! yes!! I will make you sandwiches, YES!!
*Makeout sesh*
Whewew. Sorry Stephanie Meyer and all those involved in Twilight, but Edward ain't got NOTHING on my Bear. Lucas's heart sparkles alone through the soft, tattered, brusied from football, and ached hands from ruthless girls holding them. *No offense, but if you broke my Bear's heart more than once, I'd appreciate it if you simply "float away" like the paperwork in Monster's Inc. Am I clear?*
So there he was/is. My Bear, My Love, My Eternal Companion. 5 diamonds on the engagement band, from KAY JEWLER'S!! (Located in the mall across from Best Buy Mobile, and Jensen Jeweler's.) Every Kiss, now, then, forever, began with Kay, and Brandon who works there.
I love my Lucas Clark Dahl, and I can hardly WAIT to marry my best friend.
-Allison Susanne De Arton
The pics
Ok, so it began as a usual night. Dinner with the Dahl's (delicious steak fajitas) and then off to a hike at Cress Creek (15 minutes from his house). So, if you're LDS, you know that Tuesday=Mutual. Oh brother. Those darn kids were running around like someone sprayed them with catnip. Yeesh.
*SIDE NOTE: I picked up Ziggy earlier that day in Lucas's neighborhood. Baha. Two Rigby boys stole my heart. AND they're KEEPING it. Yikes ;)
It had just rained and the clouds are painting the sky with a beautiful artwork of etched silver and hot pink, leading to the sunset. The air was fresh. We enjoyed the dinner, and now were asked to take out the trash using the truck. I like a challenge, so I decided to try and figure out what "taking out the trash using the truck" meant. *Oh golly, I've been too busy being a "city" girl I forgot how to load a GIANT truck. yeesh, get it together, Allison.
Minutes passed and I was getting antsy.
If you know me, I'm pretty spoiled. When you take too much of MY time, I get annoyed. So, Bear, I was annoyed ;)
I gradually, yet forcefully decided to interrupt whatever conversation was being held. I caught the tail end of Luke's dad saying, "Just wait on the Facebook thing..."
What?
Then Bear, looking like he got caught, said, "Uh I couldn't...uh, find the keys."
What? You couldn't find the keys? You idiot, you keep them in the same spot to the left after you walk in. That's your excuse? YOU COULDN'T find the KEYSS??????
My thoughts went from: slightly annoyed-> annoyed -> moderately annoyed -> (to now, at this redheaded point of mine)..furious. Livid, whatever. You get my point.
Luke's dad said: Redheads are just blondes with high blood pressure. Yep.
We finally got up to Cress Creek. So we're hiking and there's all these little LDS youth group kids running around. Driving sitting next to Bear in the GIANT truck was all but frustrating. SO nice to regain my thoughts. (Is it weird that traffic soothes me? Thanks, Seattle.)
Then all these little Deacons and Priest, Laurels and Beehives and Mia Maids were running around like someone just told them to go wild. Oh wait. Someone did. Thanks youth group leaders. You know who you are.... ;)
So Bear starts asking all these questions:
"We can do this eternity thing, right?"
-Well yeah, duh.
"You mean like, forever, right?"
-Lucas, come on. Yes.
"So even if I come home upset over a professor or dumb HW assignment, you'll be there?"
-Lucas, I love you. I will stop dinner, put those darn kiddos in their room, sit you down and love on ya til you feel better.
Then came the heart wrenching moment:
"You'll still love me even if I don't propose yet?"
Heart: drop to the belly
Tears: Well up to the brim
Heart again: Shatter
Thought: He's not doing it tonight.
"Allison, I just want it to be the perfect moment.
*WARNING: SENSITIVE BLUNTNESS COMING*
-Lucas, the right time is when you decide to 'grow a pair' and do it. I don't want to wait around for the "perfect" time.
Ain't Nobody got time for that.
Back on track.
"Ok, let's go to the top this time."
*SIDE NOTE* the first time we did cress creek, I was wearing the wrong shoes and my tosies hurt :( so we could only go halfway.
It wrapped around one last time, and a random post catches my eye.
A post!! A little fence thing! Yeeep!
I skip to the post and hear the footsteps stop.
Heart: stops
Mind: what the...?
Eyes: Bear, what's wrong with Bear.
Action: look at Bear.
I turn and see the most nervous, about to barf, slight beads of sweat forming beneath the hairline form of Lucas Clark than I have ever seen outside of the OG.
*SIDE NOTE* Man, Lucas is hot. Whew.
I run to him and kiss his neck and mew, "Bear, Bear!! What's wrong, are you ok?!?!?"
With his hands raised to my shoulders, he claimed, "We can do this together right?"
Eyes: roll
Mind: YES for crying out loud
Heart: skips a beat
Then, with slow hesitance and slight caution, he slowly reaches into his pocket and fiddles with a little black box.
Arms: immediate rush to the gaping mouth
Heart: races
Mind: ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*234983759836246732
"Allison, will you marry me?"
-YES!! yes!! I will make you sandwiches, YES!!
*Makeout sesh*
Whewew. Sorry Stephanie Meyer and all those involved in Twilight, but Edward ain't got NOTHING on my Bear. Lucas's heart sparkles alone through the soft, tattered, brusied from football, and ached hands from ruthless girls holding them. *No offense, but if you broke my Bear's heart more than once, I'd appreciate it if you simply "float away" like the paperwork in Monster's Inc. Am I clear?*
So there he was/is. My Bear, My Love, My Eternal Companion. 5 diamonds on the engagement band, from KAY JEWLER'S!! (Located in the mall across from Best Buy Mobile, and Jensen Jeweler's.) Every Kiss, now, then, forever, began with Kay, and Brandon who works there.
I love my Lucas Clark Dahl, and I can hardly WAIT to marry my best friend.
-Allison Susanne De Arton
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
A LOT of Allison: The Fox met the Bear
Ok ok, so I know everyone is DYING to hear the proposal story. Agh, I'll write it I guess ;)
So Lucas and I met and the place "We're All Family Here". I swear, that OG pops out couples like babies. My heck. So, Lucas is EVERYTHING I said I would NEVER marry. He's:
-From Rigby
-A country boy
-Loves hunting and fishing
-Innocent as all get out
-A country boy (did I mention that already?)
-From Idaho * 230992374935785738374 (I used to hate Idaho. Like really, truly, strongly dislike it.)
-Same workplace (I thought I would need a break from my future husband)
So, here are the things I LOVE about Lucas Dahl:
-A country boy
-Loves hunting and fishing
-Innocent as all get out
-A country boy (did I mention that already?)
-From Idaho * 230992374935785738374 (I used to hate Idaho. Like really, truly, strongly dislike it.)
-Same workplace (I thought I would need a break from my future husband)
Hm. Fancy that.
Lucas treats me like I'm some sort of queen. He NEVER makes me feel less that a million dollars, and if he accidentally does, he's the first to fix it. Man, that boy. His heart is made of solid gold. AND that gold is my precious (Insert Gollum(sp?) jokes here.)
My ring has five diamonds on it (EVERY KISS BEGINS WITH KAY, btw. Seriously though. Kay Jewelers. That's what's up.) On Sunday, I leaned over to Lucas and said: "One baby for each diamond."
His face went bright red and he laughed and whispered, "...good thing I didn't get the twenty diamond ring.." Hahah, oh man. Still cracks me up.
So, April 3rd, Lucas and I went on our very first date. He asked me out *in person* in the OG parking lot on March 31st.
We had such a blast. We talked for 4 HOURS in the hills about everything you shouldn't talk about on a first date. Marriage, kids, my daughter, which temple, past childhood fears, memories, ex girlfriends, ex boyfriends, hardships, failures, and lastly, jokes. We laughed, I almost cried and we slow danced under the stars to Yellow by Coldplay (Kyle C. Brown, you should know now why I fell madly in love that very night.)
After the dance ended, Lucas presented a challenge. He said,
"This is awkward, but I'm not looking for a girlfriend right now."
If you know me, you know I love a challenge. I had 2 and a half weeks before he went up to BYU-I-do and I knew I had to snag him before some other marriage hungry freshman did. He was going to be mine, but I was pressed for time. SO I began planning and plotting with my brother, Jacob (27, married, one new little baby nephew...lives with us now...so stay away from our house if you don't want trouble ;) )
I went to see Kyle Brown that weekend, an old childhood friend whom I haven't seen for 7 years. Oh Kyle, how nothing has changed blows my mind. You're still that same 6th grader who called me hot and chased me around with your cousin. Good times. Anyway, back to Lucas.
Jake immediately said, "Allison, you're in the fragile stages. You have to invite him to something...like the conference breakfast. Something."
So that very night, I told Lucas my first and last lie. He called me and my car rang. Lucas doesn't know this, but my bestie Erin Norma was in the front seat and listened to the entire conversation. Sorry Bear. You were nervous and I wanted you to be ok with talking to me :D Forgive me??
So Saturday rolled around and I told him I could tell him a bedtime story. Well my friends, that bedtime story lasted 5 hours and 40 minutes. Haha ohh man. And that is where the clothed gecko came into play. Yes, I'm making an announcement: I am starting my own (our own) clothing line for geckos, squirrels, and turkeys. Maybe hens...possibly rabbits. We'll see.
So after our kiss, my brother advised to not let Lucas kiss me until we were "official". Yeah, that lasted 5 days. Well, 4 dates and 5 days haha.
Ok, so you get it. Now time for the good stuff: The Proposal.
A picture is worth a thousand words. So, let's do some el photos.
Looks like you'll have to wait for the proposal story. >:)
Allison Susanne De Arton, the future Mr. Lucas Clark Dahl's wifey.
So Lucas and I met and the place "We're All Family Here". I swear, that OG pops out couples like babies. My heck. So, Lucas is EVERYTHING I said I would NEVER marry. He's:
-From Rigby
-A country boy
-Loves hunting and fishing
-Innocent as all get out
-A country boy (did I mention that already?)
-From Idaho * 230992374935785738374 (I used to hate Idaho. Like really, truly, strongly dislike it.)
-Same workplace (I thought I would need a break from my future husband)
So, here are the things I LOVE about Lucas Dahl:
-A country boy
-Loves hunting and fishing
-Innocent as all get out
-A country boy (did I mention that already?)
-From Idaho * 230992374935785738374 (I used to hate Idaho. Like really, truly, strongly dislike it.)
-Same workplace (I thought I would need a break from my future husband)
Hm. Fancy that.
Lucas treats me like I'm some sort of queen. He NEVER makes me feel less that a million dollars, and if he accidentally does, he's the first to fix it. Man, that boy. His heart is made of solid gold. AND that gold is my precious (Insert Gollum(sp?) jokes here.)
My ring has five diamonds on it (EVERY KISS BEGINS WITH KAY, btw. Seriously though. Kay Jewelers. That's what's up.) On Sunday, I leaned over to Lucas and said: "One baby for each diamond."
His face went bright red and he laughed and whispered, "...good thing I didn't get the twenty diamond ring.." Hahah, oh man. Still cracks me up.
So, April 3rd, Lucas and I went on our very first date. He asked me out *in person* in the OG parking lot on March 31st.
We had such a blast. We talked for 4 HOURS in the hills about everything you shouldn't talk about on a first date. Marriage, kids, my daughter, which temple, past childhood fears, memories, ex girlfriends, ex boyfriends, hardships, failures, and lastly, jokes. We laughed, I almost cried and we slow danced under the stars to Yellow by Coldplay (Kyle C. Brown, you should know now why I fell madly in love that very night.)
After the dance ended, Lucas presented a challenge. He said,
"This is awkward, but I'm not looking for a girlfriend right now."
If you know me, you know I love a challenge. I had 2 and a half weeks before he went up to BYU-I-do and I knew I had to snag him before some other marriage hungry freshman did. He was going to be mine, but I was pressed for time. SO I began planning and plotting with my brother, Jacob (27, married, one new little baby nephew...lives with us now...so stay away from our house if you don't want trouble ;) )
I went to see Kyle Brown that weekend, an old childhood friend whom I haven't seen for 7 years. Oh Kyle, how nothing has changed blows my mind. You're still that same 6th grader who called me hot and chased me around with your cousin. Good times. Anyway, back to Lucas.
Jake immediately said, "Allison, you're in the fragile stages. You have to invite him to something...like the conference breakfast. Something."
So that very night, I told Lucas my first and last lie. He called me and my car rang. Lucas doesn't know this, but my bestie Erin Norma was in the front seat and listened to the entire conversation. Sorry Bear. You were nervous and I wanted you to be ok with talking to me :D Forgive me??
So Saturday rolled around and I told him I could tell him a bedtime story. Well my friends, that bedtime story lasted 5 hours and 40 minutes. Haha ohh man. And that is where the clothed gecko came into play. Yes, I'm making an announcement: I am starting my own (our own) clothing line for geckos, squirrels, and turkeys. Maybe hens...possibly rabbits. We'll see.
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| this is the face you're making right now, right? |
So the dates passed and on Monday, April 7th, Mr. Dahl and I shared our first kiss. MMM. That boy.
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| I'm sorry Bear, I had to add this. Please don't be angry! ;) |
So after our kiss, my brother advised to not let Lucas kiss me until we were "official". Yeah, that lasted 5 days. Well, 4 dates and 5 days haha.
I have spent the LEAST amount of money on Lucas. We go crazy just doing things. Picnics. Betting on which bird will fly away first. Laughing. Tickle fights. Tag. Trampoline jumps in my backyard. Chatting with his parents and younger sister Miranda. (I've spent more money on Miranda than I have Lucas. She's in hair school and gets tips. What can I say? Girl knows what she's doing.)
Being that Lucas is a server, I would leave him extremely generous tips during our early stages of dating. Mostly because I love him..I mean..I knew he needed to save monies.
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| Fun LA fact #24: Lucas and Allison both love shoes. Allison has over 40 pairs, and Lucas has an unreasonable about of shoes as well. Fancy that. |
A picture is worth a thousand words. So, let's do some el photos.
Looks like you'll have to wait for the proposal story. >:)
Allison Susanne De Arton, the future Mr. Lucas Clark Dahl's wifey.
Monday, June 16, 2014
Break
It hurts,
This pain.
It's saddening,
Your gain.
You work
Like clocks.
Your words
Are rocks.
I'm angry
At you.
I'm annoyed
With you.
Give up,
I quit.
I'm done
With this.
Say goodbye,
You jerk.
I knew
We wouldn't work.
I told
You so,
And now
Let go.
Goodbye Tyler,
I hope you
Are happy
With what you do.
-Allison S. De Arton
This pain.
It's saddening,
Your gain.
You work
Like clocks.
Your words
Are rocks.
I'm angry
At you.
I'm annoyed
With you.
Give up,
I quit.
I'm done
With this.
Say goodbye,
You jerk.
I knew
We wouldn't work.
I told
You so,
And now
Let go.
Goodbye Tyler,
I hope you
Are happy
With what you do.
-Allison S. De Arton
A LOT of Allison: I'm a De Arton, and Here's Why
Lucas: "There are three names in this town that if you have them, you get anything you want." (Lucas proceeds to list off three last names.)
At this point in the conversation, I grin and say,
"Idaho Falls is like that, too. Want to know one of the last names?"
Lucas laughs and says,
"Yeah.."
With a smirk and over-confident tone, I lean forward and say,
"De Arton."
Well, Happy Father's Day everyone!! I'd like to tribute this post to my father. His name is Greg. Gregory Dean. You may know him as Brother De Arton, Bro D., Papsi McStud, Grelt, or heck, Grig. My dad was born and raised in California as a young boy who had a brother 10 years older than him. Back in 1953, my dad was a charming little baby in April to two proud parents. Over his years of life, my father has done one thing my friends, and one thing alone. What is that? He has: impacted. That's the best word to describe the many gifts and treasures my dad has compiled and given to this world.
So, my dad met my mom and they fell madly in love in their short 3 months of dating. Over 30 years, 6 children, and 9 grandchildren later, my beautiful parents still laugh at their own dumb jokes. Yeesh, those two ;)
My dad has always been a hardworking man for my dear mother. Although I am the youngest and haven't seen it all, I do know my dad has been employed their entire marriage. Whether that job be a school bus driver in Idaho or a Seminary teacher across the midwest, my dad has always been pushing his shoulder to that wheel. (Even more so now, since he's a trucker and all).
When I was brought into this world when my dad was 40, his first words were "Ping!". Now, after having birthed a child, I now understand why that nickname is relevant. It also happens to be a nice golfing brand. Looks like I lucked out on that delivery table.
Not only was I lucky because I had the most amazing mother for a fun-fuel fired-fierce-redheaded baby like myself, I was lucky because I had a brilliant father standing in that same room at the Idaho Hospital.
Let me tell you a story about my dad and I. It begins with a Hug-a-Bug...a kiss on the forehead...and chuckle under a raspy deep breath...
It's 1998, and the tides are changing in the De Arton home. With one eldest daughter out of the house and 5 more kids to juggle, the news hits: The move is coming.
Move? What move?
Allison comes bouncing in, full of life and joy. 1st grade has been a blast, but now it's time for the real fun to begin: summer.
"Hey pingy! I have something to tell you!" A voice calls over from the couch.
Allison is happy to see her beloved father and runs to him immediately.
Wrap my arms around his neck, hug him tight like this... Allison hums in her head as she approaches her daddy.
"What?! What's the big news?!" she yelps as she climbs into her father's arms.
"We're moving!"
Moving? We're moving?! I get to be the girl that "moved"?!?!
Allison has a grin beam across her face. She always wanted to be different, and now she got to be!! How thrilled that little girl was on that summer day when she found out that her home of 6 years was going to be changing. And not changing to another house, but another state. Another life.
I tell you that story because that sums up how my relationship is with my dad. Very exciting, very sudden, and has always been life changing.
I love you dad, and I always will.
I'm so glad when daddy comes home, glad as I can be!
...I'll put my arms around his neck, hug him tight like this!
And then I'll give him a great big...whaaat??
A GREAT BIG KISS!!
(LDS Primary Song)
-Allison Susanne De Arton
At this point in the conversation, I grin and say,
"Idaho Falls is like that, too. Want to know one of the last names?"
Lucas laughs and says,
"Yeah.."
With a smirk and over-confident tone, I lean forward and say,
"De Arton."
Well, Happy Father's Day everyone!! I'd like to tribute this post to my father. His name is Greg. Gregory Dean. You may know him as Brother De Arton, Bro D., Papsi McStud, Grelt, or heck, Grig. My dad was born and raised in California as a young boy who had a brother 10 years older than him. Back in 1953, my dad was a charming little baby in April to two proud parents. Over his years of life, my father has done one thing my friends, and one thing alone. What is that? He has: impacted. That's the best word to describe the many gifts and treasures my dad has compiled and given to this world.
So, my dad met my mom and they fell madly in love in their short 3 months of dating. Over 30 years, 6 children, and 9 grandchildren later, my beautiful parents still laugh at their own dumb jokes. Yeesh, those two ;)
My dad has always been a hardworking man for my dear mother. Although I am the youngest and haven't seen it all, I do know my dad has been employed their entire marriage. Whether that job be a school bus driver in Idaho or a Seminary teacher across the midwest, my dad has always been pushing his shoulder to that wheel. (Even more so now, since he's a trucker and all).
When I was brought into this world when my dad was 40, his first words were "Ping!". Now, after having birthed a child, I now understand why that nickname is relevant. It also happens to be a nice golfing brand. Looks like I lucked out on that delivery table.
Not only was I lucky because I had the most amazing mother for a fun-fuel fired-fierce-redheaded baby like myself, I was lucky because I had a brilliant father standing in that same room at the Idaho Hospital.
Let me tell you a story about my dad and I. It begins with a Hug-a-Bug...a kiss on the forehead...and chuckle under a raspy deep breath...
It's 1998, and the tides are changing in the De Arton home. With one eldest daughter out of the house and 5 more kids to juggle, the news hits: The move is coming.
Move? What move?
Allison comes bouncing in, full of life and joy. 1st grade has been a blast, but now it's time for the real fun to begin: summer.
"Hey pingy! I have something to tell you!" A voice calls over from the couch.
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| Dad & Al, Aug. 2012 |
Wrap my arms around his neck, hug him tight like this... Allison hums in her head as she approaches her daddy.
"What?! What's the big news?!" she yelps as she climbs into her father's arms.
"We're moving!"
Moving? We're moving?! I get to be the girl that "moved"?!?!
Allison has a grin beam across her face. She always wanted to be different, and now she got to be!! How thrilled that little girl was on that summer day when she found out that her home of 6 years was going to be changing. And not changing to another house, but another state. Another life.
I tell you that story because that sums up how my relationship is with my dad. Very exciting, very sudden, and has always been life changing.
I love you dad, and I always will.
I'm so glad when daddy comes home, glad as I can be!
...I'll put my arms around his neck, hug him tight like this!
And then I'll give him a great big...whaaat??
A GREAT BIG KISS!!
(LDS Primary Song)
-Allison Susanne De Arton
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